when you are uprooted things seem so out of focus, so absurdly hazy, you feel your entire world has come crashing down. That is what I felt on my first day in IIT Bombay and still going through the trauma. I have lost my identity in this single hostel room. I cannot come to terms with this celled life. I have lost being myself. I have lost my vivacious self. I cannot find me here. I want to turn back the wheels of time. I want to go back where I belong. Well now I know accolades are so meagre compared to your being, your inner soul, your love for what belongs to you...........
hmmmmm.....
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